Dangerous relationship: Mrs. Yan, you are married!

Yan Jinan glanced at Qin Zhiyu who was standing beside him.

Qin Zhiyu frowned, with a very unwilling expression.

But Yan Jinan told the facts: "I still have a stepmother who has been with my dad for many years, but during this time, she has probably abandoned my dad. I also have a half brother who lives with my stepmother. , is missing now, besides that... I have a half-brother who is by your side..."

Doctor Jack was taken aback, and looked at Qin Zhiyu.

Qin Zhiyu opened his nose slightly and took a deep breath.

Neither denied nor admitted.

Dr. Jack roughly understood the relationship between them.

It seems that Yan Mocheng's family relationship is not harmonious.

Then Yan Jinan said: "Qin Zhiyu also has a son, who recognized me as a godfather some time ago, and also my father's grandson. My father often misses him, but he has never seen that child..."

Having said that, the relationship is basically clarified.

Dr. Jack naturally understood the meaning of Yan Jinan's words.

Based on Yan Jinan's understanding of his father, Yan Mocheng and Qin Zhiyu felt guilty.

And this kind of guilt comes from the care in my heart.

Dr. Jack nodded, and then expressed his thoughts: "Under the condition of my drug control, I still need external stimulation. This stimulation comes from both physical and emotional...needs closeness With someone by her side, she can often give her body a massage, and perhaps this appearance can help the patient recover as soon as possible."

These words were not only said by Dr. Jack, but also repeatedly emphasized by the psychiatrists of Bolian Hospital.

The company of loved ones is the best cure.

Emotional stimulation is more important than physical stimulation, and even more important than drug stimulation.

This is true for Yan Mocheng, and even more so for Chi Wanyin.

Dr. Jack finished talking, and then began to study drugs.

On Qin Zhiyu's side, Yan Jinan started to work.

Yan Jinan fetched a new basin of water from the South Regional City, and then helped Yan Mocheng take off his shoes and soak his feet as usual.

When putting those stiff feet into the water, Yan Jinan rubbed them repeatedly with his big hands.

It is to help with massage, to help soothe the meridians.

"People have been lying on the bed without moving, and the blood is not circulating. Pressing the soles of the feet can properly relieve the stiffness. I do this every day, so... I hope you can too..."

Qin Zhiyu's voice was very cold, and he almost refused straight away: "There is no need to discuss it, I have no obligation to do this."

In Qin Zhiyu's heart, Yan Mocheng has nothing to do with him.

Even though, the factors flowing in the blood are the same.

Yan Mocheng only provided that small seed, and did not expend any effort on Qin Zhiyu's body.

Yan Mocheng neither gave birth to him nor raised him.

When his mother died, this man didn't know where he was at ease.

How Qin Zhiyu could face this man with a normal heart.

"There are some things you may not know, and maybe you don't want to know, but I still want to tell you... My father only found out that he had a son living outside the home after meeting you. In the past years, he actually No... so I thought, if he knew, maybe..."

Before Yan Jinan finished speaking, Qin Zhiyu interrupted him.

"It's impossible for him not to know that my mother once looked for him in the most difficult time."

Yan Jinan was stunned.

"At the most difficult time, my mother was sick and was about to die, and I was only a few years old and unable to take care of myself. If no one accepted me, I would be sent to an orphanage, so my mother took me I went to find him, but at that time...he had such a shrewd woman by his side, so he was not as close as we were. My mother was beaten up by his subordinates, and it was the same beating...my mother died... ..."

Yan Jinan's eyes trembled, and his feet trembled slightly.

Yan Jinan got up and glanced at the person on the bed, his eyes were open, with an expression of disbelief.

That look and expression, full of horror.

And the whole body is tense.

Like a straight board.

Yan Jinan's eyes widened, feeling that something was wrong.

Immediately comforted:
"Dad, don't worry, don't panic, calm down first, I'll go to the doctor..."

Yan Jinan couldn't bear to think about what Qin Zhiyu said, so he ran out without hesitation.

The doctor's name was yelled in the hallway.

Soon the doctor came in and helped Yan Mocheng stabilize his emotions.

Yan Mocheng slowly relaxed his body after Dr. Jack gave him an injection of "stableness"...

Dr. Jack turned around and immediately asked, "What happened just now?"

Qin Zhiyu didn't speak.

Yan Jinan's face was ugly: "Maybe he said something that irritated my dad."

Qin Zhiyu stood by the bed, dressed in an air of nobility.

Even if the accident happened just now, she didn't feel uneasy at all, but still said indifferently: "You don't have to be so strong, although my mother's death was caused by you, it was not because of you, she herself She is terminally ill, she will die regardless of the beating or not, so I don’t blame you, I have no relationship with you after all, I don’t call you father, and you don’t recognize me as a son, naturally I don’t owe anyone anything between you and me, and I don’t know what kind of mentality you’re thinking of, but I have to tell you honestly, there’s no need for this, it’s enough for you to have this son, and you don’t need to worry about me anymore. One more."

After speaking, Qin Zhiyu left.

And the heartbeat of the person on the hospital bed accelerated again, and the blood pressure rose.

All instruments sounded alarms.

Dr. Jack had never seen this kind of scene before, so he couldn't care less. It was only when Qin Zhiyu said something that irritated the patient, so he tried his best to rescue him.

Yan Jinan saw this scene, after Qin Zhiyu walked out with his front foot, he followed with his back foot.

Then he punched the man in the back.

As for stumbling forward, he leaned forward a little bit, then stood still, and turned around.

Grabbing Yan Jinan's collar without any politeness, he stretched out his fist without saying a word.

That fist was not light, and Yan Jinan was pushed against the wall, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Yan Jinan stretched out the dried blood on his hand, and shouted at Qin Zhiyu angrily: "It doesn't matter if there is nothing between you, what's the point of you speaking out loud, do you want to force him to death!"

"Yes, I just want to force him to death, just like he did to my mother!"

Qin Zhiyu mercilessly vented what was in his heart.